Bai Sihang thought he was hallucinating. Looking at Mo Jing's attitude, which was obviously different from before, he frowned and said, "Jingjing, what nonsense are you talking about? Just say what you want to say! You don't need to beat around the bush like this."
"Speak frankly? What should I say? Say that you, Sister Sihang, live your life wearing someone else's mask every day? Don't you find that terrifying? Don't you feel disgusted playing someone else's role every day?" Mo Jing walked step by step toward 'Bai Sihang', her high heels making a dull sound as they stepped on the smooth bathroom floor tiles.
Bai Sihang's face turned deathly pale, her pupils widened, and the lipstick in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. She stared at Mo Jing in disbelief: "You... what nonsense are you talking about?" How could she know? How could she possibly know?
Mo Jing curled her cold lips into a smile, looking at Bai Sihang's obviously frightened expression, and said disdainfully, "I'm talking nonsense, or are you just afraid to admit it? You look in the mirror every day and see a strange face, don't you feel scared? If you peel someone else's face off and wear it on your own face, won't you have nightmares at night?"
Bai Sihang looked at Mo Jing as she walked towards her step by step, feeling a little scared. She took a step back and rested her body on the sink.
The cold touch of the shampoo counter jolted her back to reality. 'Bai Sihang' straightened up, picked up her bag, and calmly said, "I don't know what you're talking about. I think you need to see a psychologist to treat your delusions." She then turned to leave. She had been too shocked to believe Mo Jing knew about these things. But no matter what, as long as Mo Jing didn't admit it, there was nothing she could do. With so many guests outside, she doubted Mo Jing would dare do anything.
Mo Jing suddenly blocked Bai Sihang's path, a cruel, bloodthirsty smile playing on her lips. "Don't be in such a hurry. Return what you owe me first, then you can leave." Her red dress made her face appear flushed and alluring.
“I advise you to really go see a doctor.” Bai Sihang seemed annoyed by Mo Jing and ignored her, intending to leave.
Mo Jing watched as 'Bai Sihang' passed her, a cold smile creeping onto her lips, a shadow of gloom flashing in her eyes. She pulled out a syringe from behind her back and was about to plunge it into 'Bai Sihang's' exposed slender neck.
She swiftly aimed for Bai Sihang's neck, but to her surprise, Bai Sihang dodged to the side. It seemed Shen Xiangming was quite cautious, having even hired someone skilled in martial arts.
"What do you want to do?" Bai Sihang looked at Mo Jing with a wary expression, staring at the syringe in her hand. If she was not mistaken, it should contain anesthetic.
Mo Jing coldly curled the corners of her lips and walked towards Bai Sihang, saying, "Some things don't belong to you. Since you're unwilling to return them, I can only take them back myself."
Seeing Mo Jing's dangerous appearance, Bai Sihang felt that it was not advisable to get entangled with her too much in the current situation, and that it would be better to find a way to leave first.
He dodged to the side, no longer wanting to linger with Mo Jing, and tried to run away as quickly as possible.
However, the next second, Mo Jing quickly grabbed Bai Sihang's hair, which had fallen down due to his excessive movements, and pulled it back.
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